Get Up and Clean the House

Cleaning Poem

I asked the Lord to tell me

Why my house is such a mess.

He asked if I'd been "puttering",

And I had to answer "yes."

He told me to get off my rump

And tidy up the house.

And so I started cleaning up...

The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside.

That really did the trick...

I was just admiring my work...

I didn't mean to click.

But click, I did, and oops I found

A real absorbing site

That I got SO way into...

I was into it all night.

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Nothings changed except my mouse

It's very, very shiny.

I guess my house will stay a mess...

While I sit here on my hinny.

I got to get up and clean my house!

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